It was supposed to be the Week-End

Who would have thought it. Broken hearted again so soon.

Sometime when you're in a downpour, silver linings don't mean a thing. It's been a great week.

You Ride the Luck

So some things haven't necessarily gone my way, but I shouldn't complain all that hard, as most clouds tend to have a silver lining. I'm either becoming or being treated as an overpaid under utilised personal assistant at work, I can't quite tell which it is though. The upside is that I've got plenty of time to work on profs, read and write more articles, and generally organise people at the office. My role description seems to have changed to some sort of human resources-marketing hybrid, with a splash of word processor and entertainer. It's nice to be wanted in some capacity I guess.

Doesn't help that I've been asked to consider a relocation to Auckland. It certainly has some aspects going for it, the least of which is guaranteed work. The downside being what that work entails and the difference between what I'm told will be happening, what's expected of me, and what is most likely to happen. The bright side to this one is that I now know people at work are willing to be brutally honest and frank in giving their professional and personal opinion of others. Whether they would hold such criticisms for me, I'm not entirely certain.

I have managed to while away the weekends lying in the sun, swimming, reading, and relaxing round the outdoor pools. It's good fun. My swim fitness is creeping back, and my skin no longer has that translucent look to it. It's not tanned, no, just a healthier shade of white at the moment.

As for what this week holds, of that I am unclear. There's various things I'd like to happen, but the majority of which are well beyond my control. The best I can fathom is a bothersome phonecall, but irritation does not bode well for any of those prospects.

What I have managed to accomplish this week, is to stumble across a fascinating t-shirt retailer online. They specialise in t-shirts branded with fake company logos from movies - like the Tyrell Corporation from Blade Runner or Skynet from The Terminator. I think it's a nifty idea, if only the prices were a little lower, and not in pounds.

Quiet Earth

So here we have the first in the series of photo essays on Wellington nightlife. Enjoy.































And get cracking sponsoring my mustache. So far the only person to front up is my brother, for which I am very grateful. You too can receive this gratitude by providing a small donation towards funding for prostate cancer research and awareness in New Zealand. Sponsor today!

Art, Politics, and Facial Hair

In line with interesting tidbits I've provided previously, I present Little People, A Tiny Street Art Project. Personally, one of my favourites is the immensely detailed Nuart Show:

It amazes me: the imagination, and skill, of some folk.

On a completely different note, people have asked two points about my previous post:
Yes it was Guy Fawkes, those are my photos of the fireworks; and Movember is a good cause worth supporting.

Movember is a movement in New Zealand aimed at increasing awareness for Men's health problems, such as prostate cancer. The idea is to grow a moustache: starting clean shaven at the first of the month, attempting to grow the best moustache one can in an effort to raise money. The operative words of that sentence are: "raise money" in that I need people to sponsor me, so pretty please fill in the sponsorship forms here.

The word "attempt" should not be overlooked either, in the sense: "I am attempting to grow my first moustache". Most are aware that I much prefer being clean-shorn and the longest I've gone without shaving has been one week, mostly because you can't notice my stubble until a week is up. This is a true test of my grit, and facial prowess. So it's for a good cause, and if you're in NZ, anything over $5 is tax deductable.

On another note, it's social indoor netball season again. Awesome!

Remember Remember the Fifth of November

And who says movies aren't educational. I now don't need to explain Guy Fawkes to anyone not from the Colonies. Americans have come to grips with the idea and its celebrations thanks to Hugo Weaving.

So I leave you to marvel at the public displays of fireworks:









Oh, and I've been roped into Movember, so I thank Hugo Weaving and V for another thing. It's all for a good cause - bringing awareness to Men's Health and Prostate Cancer. Plus, enough sponsorship and I'll post a picture of the final moustache ensemble.